Weekend Report

I’m writing this on Sunday morning, because I’m not sure when we’ll be returning home or if I’ll even feel like turning on the computer to make a post. This weekend has been beyond splendid and somewhat restful. But I am looking forward to getting back to reading all the blogs!

At least it was restful for Tam. She took an 11 ½ hour nap yesterday. I managed to squeeze in six good hours of sleep, but it was my own damn fault. I picked up a book at the library yesterday and wanted to finish it before we left. They’re very nice when it comes to paperbacks, and all they ask is that it comes back to them at some point in time.

When I read, I like to finish a book quickly, having a tantalizing plot hanging over my head makes me crazy, as it’s all I can think about. Polishing off a J.A. Jance novel in a day is my idea of vacation. I don’t get anything else done, but at least my brain is happy. I have been known to allow a book to be read over a period of a couple days, but it’s not my idea of awesome.

Hey, I read Jean Auel’s Clan of the Cave Bear in one day, but it took me a day and a half to get through Valley of Horses because I had to clean my grandfather’s house. Dang housework.

So, I read “Trial by Fire” on Saturday evening and thoroughly enjoyed myself. Tam was annoyed that I allowed her to sleep for so long, but I kind of figured that she needed the rest as much as I needed to sit and read for five or six hours.

After we were done wandering around yesterday, I called my mother to fill her in on the weekend activities and tell her a little more about the shop. She’s still pleased, and in fact seemed even more so now that the initial shock has worn off and she got more answers. I think it also helps her to know we’re not rushing into this, but we’re setting a plan in motion and following it as best we can. I expect life to toss in a few monkey wrenches along the way, but that’s not going to stop us.

It won’t be easy, but what in life IS easy? Love? Oh, hardly. Even people you adore aren’t always easy to love. Children drive their parents nuts, and vice versa. Lovers, being the individuals that we are, do things that make our significant others go ape-shit, and the list goes on. Love isn’t easy, but it’s fun.

Life isn’t easy, but you know, its fun for the most part. There’s always something going on, and if it’s quiet enough, you can grab yourself a good read and ta-dah! There’s your fun!

I also managed to bang out a decent outline of the next book in my series, ironing out issues and shedding light on some things that needed to be dragged out of their dark corners; explanation of why things happened the way they did… it was awesome and I’m so pleased to have a really good direction for the series. I’m pleased that it isn’t quite willing to end now, either.

It involves a library, too. How awesome is that?

Yeah, it’s been a good weekend.